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You hurt?" Will said.
"Banged me leg. And when I fell down, it shook me head," she said.
But she was more concerned about what was in the rucksack. She felt inside it, brought out a heavy little bundle wrapped in black velvet, and unfolded it. Will's eyes widened to see the alethiometer; the tiny symbols painted ones. I wasn't used to it. But I'm all right now."
"Well, be careful from now on. If you go and walk under a bus or get lost or something, they'll realize you're not from this world and start looking for the way through…"
He was far more angry than he needed to be. Finally he said, "All right, look. If you pretend you're my sister, that'll be a disguise for me, because the person they're around the face, the golden hands, the questing needle, the heavy richness of the case took his breath away."What's that?" he said."It's my alethiometer. It's a truth teller. A symbol reader. I hope it en't broken…"But it was unharmed. Even in her trembling hands the long needle swung steadily. She put it away and said, "I never seen so many carts and things. I never guessed they was going so fast.""They don't have cars and vans in your Oxford?""Not so many. Not like these